Christmas is taken ridiculously seriously in my family. Carols are played (and sung!) on repeat, ballets and plays are attended, and parties are hosted. Getting our Christmas tree is always an eventful part of the holiday festivities. It used to be more eventful than it is now, because me and Chloe would fight over who's tree was better, and inevitably, one of us would end up crying. As we got older my dad and I learned to just agree with whichever tree my mom or sister wanted because they were the more opinionated of us four, and always got the tree they wanted anyway. My dad and I are super similar that way, we prefer to keep family events low-key and avoid tears at all costs :). Occasionally we drive to the mountains near Palo Alto to chop down our Christmas tree, but most of the time we just go to a mall lot nearby and pick one up from there. That's what we did this year, except this time, my mom insisted that I pick the tree out. Pickings were slim because it's so close to Christmas, but as you can see, we had a blast and found an awesome tree. Happy Holidays, all!